Red Is For Pain And Fiery

So yesterday I got my braces.
I see people smiling like it doesn't hurt the slightest but I now understand that constant pain beneath their smiles (Oops, was that kinda corny.)
Literally though.
So red was my chosen color but... everyone didn't prefer that.

Well, red is for pain and fiery.

It's Not That I'm In Lobe Or Anything.

"Falling in love is lethal. It is a series of stabs in the back with each plunge having your consent. 
But the ones who live through the hardest fall and triumph would know how to fix themselves and mend others."

Don't you fear feeling nothing, than feeling something?

Did it ever occur to you that you are indeed having less and less lingering emotions over time?
Like, during a certain discussion of opinions and beliefs, you are left hanging at the thought that you haven't had that feeling, so you remain unable to relate yourself to them?


These past years I've been into that "no feelings is better" group, but I've realized I'm gonna change camps. These past months, I was noticing something strange about me. My feelings cannot last a day. I cannot feel them when I try to search for them. That for me, is worse.

Slowly taking things in a more serious manner.

Would you grow if the both of you are stupid little idiots?
Was it right to continue this?
Sometimes I wonder so much about things that seem petty for anyone else.